Hey, whaddya know? I did some actual riding this weekend. It was too damn nice not to. We hit 29.6C on Friday I believe and 27.5 yesterday. David and I did the Chariot trailer thing Friday. Holy wind, Batman. The hills were such fun. "Daddy, move it" every time I stopped to rest. My own personal coach!
Took the Lemond out for a spin Saturday. Felt great, 2 and a half hours, no clouds. Why are some roadies so damn snobbish? I don't get it. Whatever. Fantastic ride. I think the entire city was out there.
Today I didn't have much time so I headed over to an old gravelpit area to do some hill repeats. Warmed up on an asy one for a few reps and finished on one that I can barely make it up. Spun out the legs and headed home for a nice BBQ with the family.
Going to try to keep the momentum going, only 2 weeks to my first ever 8 hour race. The weather is not going to cooperate, but that's what fenders are for, right? If I don't have time, I'll just have to make time.
Training after a baby
3 years ago
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Well done.
"Daddy move it" - lol !
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